I Find My Heart

I find my heart
both breaks and rebuilds
itself in fractals
Shattering in perfect order
Along paths
that needed redistributing
As the shapes shift
Along with the size
Of each load-baring wall
A new dome is created
Where light is let in
Not hiding the cracks
But exposing the mortar
I am littered with
Mosaic temples and Girih shrines
Covered in universal geometric designs
Speaking to me, reaching out
Through the fabric of time
A reminder of my fate
Being part of a larger paradigm
One which I am not meant to see
From a distance, but more intimately
To know the structure
To care for it tenderly
To seal the surface
After each seismic refraction
Lay temple to pray in
Keep sanctity
Where ripples dance
In a Fibonacci romance
Where the sum of two
Is always greater than
That which preceded it